I don’t know why (maybe I had a dream about it?) But I woke up feeling very sad and melancholy for Santa Cruz, especially Pogonip, the park that we used to go walking in every weekend.
I really, really miss Santa Cruz.
Hope your Thanksgiving is a fantastic one 🙂
I took this picture while on our walk at Pogonip the other day. I love the old Oak trees in this park. They have this old, ancient, gnarled feel to them.
I took this today on a walk at Pogonip. I hope you don’t mind the pictures. I like the idea of taking, and posting, a picture a day a la dooce. I am going to try it. We’ll see how I will fare when I have to work tommorrow.
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I am so stressed right now. I should be writing my culminating papers. But, alas, I procrastinate. I am so stressed that it is eating my insides. My stomach is killing me. I think I am doing okay. I started the papers over the weekend and I am not at a loss for anything to write about. I just have to do it.
I applied for a gov docs job at Eastern Washington University of all places. Put my resume in the mail just now. We’ll see what happens. I really never had any intention of moving back to Spokane, but things have a weird way of working out sometimes. It wouldn’t be so bad at all to move back, but I will really miss it here. Raf and I went for the most incredable hike yesterday starting at Wadell creek on the coast. It was absolutely breathtaking.
Some excitment happened yesterday evening for Raf. I dropped him off at Pogonip to go for a run in the evening. It was starting to get dark, which wasn’t very good. He ended up seeing a mountain lion. actually, the mountain lion was getting ready to attack him! He was far enough away to see what was going on and he turned around and sprinted back to the car. That is very scary.
Note from the future 10.20.2011: What in the world was drawing me back to Spokane? Why? On earth? Did I think I wanted to move back?